Live, Love and Learn

What a fine cast, what a shame how they were wasted. Charmless and tending towards moronic...

Starving artist Bob Graham (Robert Montgomery) is painting in the countryside when he almost gets run over by a fox hunt. Socialite Julie Stoddard (Rosalind Russell) gets thrown off her horse and into him. They get marry right away. She quickly adjusts to his bohemian lifestyle. Oscar (Robert Benchley) and Jerry Crump (Mickey Rooney) are some of their intrusive neighbors. Lily Chalmers (Helen Vinson) is her society best friend. A riot in Central Park turns Bob's art into an overnight success.

I would like more romancing before their marriage if only to see her home life as a socialite. That would make the class jumps more compelling. Their relationship needs more setting up and possibly a villain. More than anything, I love Russell and Montgomery is a pretty good match. Their relationship seems very matter of fact. It just needs a bit more heat during the first half and their marriage is so rushed. The drama only comes in the second half.

While the MGM comedy "Live, Love and Learn" is perfectly charming, its 'kooky' tone initially seems like a put-on (these characters are so gay and frivolous, one wonders if the plot is going to amount to anything). Long Island gal from a wealthy brood--whom she apparently finds boring--meets and marries a penniless artist from Greenwich Village in record time; she doesn't even mind his "fire trap" apartment nor his half-sloshed roommate. But, when the artist is discovered and has a showing of his work, he lets the complimentary palaver delivered by the idle rich go to his head, alienating his spouse and best friend. It's at this point the sneaky screenplay (credited to Charles Brackett, Cyril Hume and Richard Maibaum, although others reportedly worked on it including Herman Mankiewicz) gets a bit edgy and catches us off-guard--this isn't all about cut-ups living the Bohemian lifestyle. George Fitzmaurice's direction is smooth and his trio of players--Robert Montgomery, Rosalind Russell, and an adorable Robert Benchley--are a very cute team. There are some wayward moments here (too much of a little boy sitting in as Montgomery's model), but the running gags are funny and the writing is smart and stylish. Does it capture the real Greenwich Village of 1937? Probably not, but the sheer attempt at a scratchy-yet-slick scenario reaps its own rewards, and the performers are nicely attuned to the material. *** from ****

It is someone amusing and ironical that MGM which had for its slogan Art for Art's sake in Latin did a comedy based on just that premise. Live Love And Learn stars Robert Montgomery as the Bohemian artistic type and Rosalind Russell as the society girl who falls for him. They marry and he goes about trying to get people to notice him.

When critic Monty Woolley does notice him Montgomery and his work get taken up by the rich and famous. In the process though he loses his muse and Russell. Around to catch him is Russell's society pal Helen Vinson playing one of her patented 'other woman' roles.

A cast of familiar players step into roles like Vinson that are easily identifiable. Such wit that is in the script is provided by Robert Benchley as the hero's perpetually inebriated friend who seems to have moved right in with them.

Today Benchley's character would be treated exactly as he is, gay. A closeted gay to be sure as this was the era of the newly adapted Code in Hollywood. His character seems to have deliberately been put in the film in order that someone get to say witty things. If you've seen the film Remember? that starred Robert Taylor and Greer Garson also from MGM Lew Ayres was playing a similar role to Benchley's.

Montgomery and Russell starred in Night Must Fall which won for Montgomery critical praise and an Oscar nomination. But the public stayed away in droves. I'm guessing that Louis B. Mayer wanted to showcase his stars in more traditional roles for them when he assigned them Live Love And Learn.

Tradition was preserved.

"Live, Love and Learn" is a 1937 MGM film starring Robert Montgomery, Rosalind Russell, Robert Benchley and Monte Wooley. Surprisingly, it's not very good. Russell is an heiress who marries poor artist Montgomery, only to see him become successful and interested in money -the very thing she was trying to escape.

With better direction and a stronger script, this film might have had more of a "Holiday" feel to it, but it doesn't. It's part comedy, part drama, and because it doesn't know what it's supposed to be, neither does the audience. The two forms aren't integrated enough.

One scene that shows the innocence of the times is one in which Montgomery hires a little boy to pose for him in a loincloth. A very discomfiting scene when watched today, yet then, it was supposed to be funny. However, this is toward the end of the movie, which had dragged on too long, so the scene wasn't terribly amusing.

The acting was okay. Frankly, it's kind of a waste of time, despite the good cast.